Shawn Mendes Smut

Sugar Daddy

I'm baaaaaackkkk. It's been a while so without further ado, enjoy the read.
2/24/19

I could never have guessed that I would ever get into sugar daddy industry, but my financial status right now is not at it's best. I was drowning in student loans and the estate in Los Angeles isn't exactly practical. I told my family who was worried and wanted me to come home that I found a job, but I didn't tell them I was sugar baby to one of the most wanted bachelors in whole LA. Shawn Mendes. Shawn was beyond sexy, his attitude was strict and cocky and if he wanted something he would do anything and everything to get it. He loved to dominate me in every single way, and I just had to be "good baby girl" and I would get whatever I wanted. Presents and money are really great, but the best thing about it is actually being with him.

I was bent over the table, my ass at his full display, with red lace thongs and high heels. He already lifted up my skirt so he could have better look at my ass.

"How many spanks do you think you deserve, slut?" he asked in a stern voice, rubbing circles on my ass cheek.

"How many do you want daddy.." I moaned, eager for his touch. I buckled my hips towards him, needing more. He put his other hand on my hip and holding me still and tight. "Stay still Y/N," he smirked and slapped my ass cheek hard. I moaned and tilted my head, opening my mouth ajar. He continued to land loud and hard spanks on both of my ass cheeks, making them a bright red color.

"Count them now." he said and slapped my ass once more."O-one," I said, biting my lip hard. He continued spanking, each slap getting rougher and harder, leaving handprints all over my ass. Tears started forming in my eyes as he landed one last slap."T-ten," I breathed out, leaning my head on the wooden desk. He spun me around quickly, pressing my back against the desk. I panted, my chest rising up and down. I looked at him, my sex god, my sugar daddy. His fringe raised up and little sweat forming on his forehead. His shirt was open by a couple of buttons and his tie hanging low around his neck. His pants were already undone, dick standing proud and tall out of pants and boxers.

He went around the table and took out handcuffs from his back pocket and handcuffing my hands together. He slapped my cheek lightly "What are you?" he smirked above me, looking down at me."I'm your slut daddy.." I breathed. He smirked and rubbed his cock up and down in front of my face. "And what do you want?"

"I want your cock daddy. All over me," I moaned, looking hungrily at his cock, wanting to taste him so bad. I loved sucking his cock, knowing how much it turns him on.

"Mmm...I like that idea. But I won't give it to you just yet," he smirked. "Open your dirty mouth, my little slut." I tilted my head back, making it hang off the table and opening my mouth as wide as I can, welcoming his cock. He slid his cock into my mouth, starting to fuck my mouth slowly. "Ahh yes, baby girl... Oh, I love how you suck my cock, like a real good girl. Don't you like it too?" he said and bit his lip. I hummed around him in approvement, sending vibrations through every inch of his dick.

Shawn groaned and tilted his head back, speeding up a little and starting to deepthroat me. I had small gag reflex but I was able to handle it. His groans and moans turned me on so much, I could feel myself dripping like a waterfall down there.

He slapped my cheek once again and pulled his dick out "As much as I would like to fill those dirty mouth of yours, I'm saving my cum for your pussy," he smirked and walked back to face my womanhood. He slowly took off my underwear and sat back at his chair. He leaned in, starting to kiss all over my thigh, making me moan loudly. He sucked the sensitive part of my inner thigh, marking me."F-Fuck daddy, you feel so good.." I moaned, pulling against my restraints, wanting to touch him and his hair, to push him down on me to eat me out. But I knew I would just be even more punished if I did anything so I remained still.